I was falling, Or maybe I was flying I was lost, Meant to be found
I was there, I was nowhere, But now I will stay right here;
I wanted to talk, But feared it might be too late If now I spoke I was afraid, I was ecstatic Then, I became a skeptic But with you, I again believe Now I don't wanna escape,
Because in the past I was a ghost Who was completely lost But now every day is a new day, I don't feel like a stray Because now I have an angel on my back And they always keep me on track That's why I will always come back Because they will bring me back
I would just like to present some thoughts which were going on in my mind.So here I am,I just liked to write it off and I did...hope you like them and comment with the promise to come back again. Also there maybe other random topics so...without further ado let keep going and read some posts..
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